_Aldo._ I will, I will; and yet I have a vexatious business, which calls me first another way. The rogue, my son, is certainly come over; he has been seen in town four days ago.
_Wood._ It is impossible: I'll not believe it.
_Aldo._ A friend of mine met his old man, Giles, this very morning, in quest of me; and Giles assured him, his master is lodged in this very street.
_Wood._ In this very street! how knows he that?
_Aldo._ He dogged him to the corner of it; and then my son turned back, and threatened him. But I'll find out Giles, and then I'll make such an example of my reprobate! [_Exit._
_Wood._ If Giles be discovered, I am undone!--Why, Gervase, where are you, sirrah! Hey, hey!
Run quickly to that betraying rascal Giles, a rogue, who would take Judas's bargain out of his hands, and undersell him. Command him strictly to mew himself up in his lodgings, till farther orders: and in case he be refractory, let him know, I have not forgot to kick and cudgel. That _memento_ would do well for you too, sirrah.
_Gerv._ Thank your worship; you have always been liberal of your hands to me.
_Gerv._ I will not say, who has better deserved it of my old master.
_Wood._ Away, old Epictetus, about your business, and leave your musty morals, or I shall--
_Gerv._ Nay, I won't forfeit my own wisdom so far as to suffer for it. Rest you merry: I'll do my best, and heaven mend all. [_Exit._
_Saint._ Verily, I have waited till you were alone, and am come to rebuke you, out of the zeal of my spirit.
_Wood._ It is the spirit of persecution. Dioclesian, and Julian the apostate, were but types of thee. Get thee hence, thou old Geneva testament: thou art a part of the ceremonial law, and hast been abolished these twenty years.
_Saint._ All this is nothing, sir. I am privy to your plots: I'll discover them to Mr Limberham, and make the house too hot for you.
_Wood._ What, you can talk in the language of the world, I see!
_Saint._ I can, I can, sir; and in the language of the flesh and devil too, if you provoke me to despair: You must, and shall be mine, this night.
_Wood._ The very ghost of queen Dido in the ballad.[10]
_Saint._ Uds-niggers but I will; and that so loud, that Mr Limberham shall hear me.
_Wood._ Uds-niggers, I confess, is a very dreadful oath. You could lie naturally before, as you are a fanatic; if you can swear such rappers too, there is hope of you; you may be a woman of the world in time. Well, you shall be satisfied, to the utmost farthing, to-night, and in your own chamber.